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Blazing Flames Of War

by Countess

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In darkness we ride, a thousand torches alight Swords and axes held high, reflecting the moon’s light Gods of battle we hail, we beg they bless our steel Our honour is all we have, to no mortal man we kneel Blazing flames of war In darkness we fight, a thousand torches alight Our enemies will die well, in this their final night The joy of battle fills our souls, fight to our last breath Warriors die with smiling faces, an honourable death Blazing flames of war In darkness we prevail, a thousand torches alight Beer we drink to celebrate our victory in this fight The battle won, victory, our mighty gods we hail In a battle in darkness, fire and blood prevail Blazing flames of war
Motionless on the silent battlefield I lay Waiting for the reaper to come for me Drenched in blood, the pain already gone My end soon to be . . . Then a scarlet radiance breaks through the fog A woman blindingly beautiful, an incarnation of sin Appears before my tired, closing eyes I try to speak but only blood drips from my chin Suddenly I am bathed in magical, scarlet rain I feel strength running through my broken limbs again The entire battlefield is shrouded in a scarlet blaze The gift of immortality, the Witch Queen’s grace (bridge) Spawned from Nothingness Fostered by the Dark Raised on Infinity Her heart a silver spark (chorus) Scarlet Witch Queen In Thy Name my steel I raise Scarlet Witch Queen Thy Name ever do I praise In Thy Name my steel I raise Her scarlet lips on mine, a kiss of life and death alike Sensations inconceivable by men still bound to mortal life Investing me with hidden powers, life eternal her gift Her vassal I must be for an eternity of strife Many earthly moons have passed since that fateful day I travelled through the ages on missions for my Queen Feeding the fires of hatred in the minds and souls of men There cannot be much my undead eyes have not yet seen (bridge) (chorus) Still I cannot grasp who She is, was or may have been Could it be She is His daughter Sin I serve forever? Whatever the truth I could and would not change my fate Eternal Hell surely worth are the times we lie together
Blood Orgy 02:35
Black candles on the altar in the cave of desolation Wizards and demons in velvet robes of black Prostitutes and lecherous women are present The rites of lust and hate will now commence (chorus) Blood orgy, blood orgy Worship of evil supreme Blood orgy, blood orgy Bloody rites of sacrifice Ritual daggers and swords are brought forth The innocent virgin is taken to the shrine She is put on the altar with her legs spread wide And the tyrant-goat is brought to be the first one The beast rapes the virgin in glorious unholiness The virgin’s soul lies raped in demonic lust Now all the demons and wizards fuck the bitch Spilling their seed all over her delicious body (chorus) Now the evil rite of unholy rape is concluded Time has come to slay the bitch for the tyrant A sacred dagger slits the former virgin’s throat The blood flows freely in honour of the tyrant Demons and wizards celebrate the unholy sacrifice They eagerly drink the blood of the desecrated virgin Then they fuck her lifeless corpse over and over again While the satisfied tyrant smiles upon them (chorus)
Burning Sea 05:25
Sparta and Athens, 27 years of war Athens’ triremes ruled the roaring sea Spartan hoplites dominated the lands Decisive victories for long not to be Both sides won their share of the battles And the war dragged on year after year But after a quarter of a century of war At last an Athenian triumph seemed near The sea is burning When ships of war collide The sea is burning On the waves warriors fight Athens achieved victory after victory But the hands of men do not fate weave And a change in fortune was imminent When destiny’s forces Athens did leave A minor victory by Spartan Lysander The fate of Athens’ general did seal Alcibiades not re-elected and retired A crucial turn taken by fortune’s wheel The admiral Lysander now took charge An untypical Spartan, comfortable at sea A trustworthy man, a friend of Persia He built a fleet Athens’ nemesis to be The sea is burning Dozens of triremes alight The sea is burning Destruction of naval might Lysander seized many enemy cities A ruthless campaign he led and inspired Attacking Athens’ allies and Attica itself The Spartans gained the glory they desired At Aegospotami the war came to an end The Athenian fleet was completely destroyed And the only option now left was surrender For years to come Athens’ power was void The sea is burning Fireworks for the gods The sea is burning Victory against the odds
Month of Yule, howling snows ravage the land Time to hail the gods so renewal they will bring Around the holy tree a great feast will be held Much ale we’ll drink and many songs we’ll sing In the cold of winter sacrifices will be made Ancient rites of blood in honour of our gods so great Winter solstice In the long midwinter night sacrifices are hung In the sacred grove on the branches of the tree Nine males of man and horse and pig and goat The blood flows freely for our mighty gods to see In the cold of winter sacrifices now are made Ancient rites of blood in honour of our gods so great Winter solstice In nine holy days seventy-two beings are slain In the glare of the torches lighting the dark night The runes are cast while the gods look upon us The rites of blood will ensure the return of the light In the cold of winter sacrifices have been made Ancient rites of blood in honour of our gods so great Winter solstice
In the dismal present my mind does wander To my fathers’ gods, the great gods of yore Surviving centuries of monotheist oppression In my blood they are stronger than before Gods of my kin, of thunder, wind and rain They will return through fire, blood and steel All the traitors will endure gruesome fates The power of the hammer our foes will feel (chorus) Gods of my fathers, gods of the past Pray return when the runes are cast Gods of my fathers, gods of my line Once again your splendour will shine In the dreary present my heart does long For my fathers’ gods, lofty gods of the past Enduring the bleak age of monotheist tyranny In my soul my gods forever will last Gods of my blood, of hammer, runes and might Again their holy names will be called out loud With our true gods a new world we will shape Man shall rise and with his gods stand proud (chorus) Houses of the treacherous one god shall crumble His mindless servants shall endure horrible pain Those still loyal to the old ways shall come forth After centuries of desolation they now shall reign On the ashes of the one’s houses temples rise When our glorious gods have come back to stay The old ones’ images are again cast in stone Never again mankind to the one god shall pray (chorus)
Messalina 05:32
Ancient Rome, Caligula’s reign Days of decadence and lust Utter indecency, complete immorality Wanton vice and total depravity Constant orgies, evil conspiracies Sex and murder went hand in hand Countless abortions, many poisoned A veil of sin did cover the land Amidst the schemes, lust and hate A woman rose to great heights Of noble ancestry, imperial blood A soul untainted by the christian god Married at twenty, to cousin Claudius At the court she rose to power No man safe, from her desire Her insatiable lust made men cower (chorus) Messalina Queen of sluts Messalina Empress of desire Messalina Harlot of the gods Messalina Seductress and liar Caligula died, through assassination Weak old Claudius now the emperor His wife still burned, with lustful fires Truly a woman of dark desires Her elderly husband, always unaware Of his young wife’s sexual prowess Tricked by her, to execute her foes Rivers of semen flowed for the mistress A legendary prostitute, she did challenge To a shameless contest of copulation Debased fornication, all through the night She still was going when long it was light The gods themselves, couldn’t speculate How many men she satisfied The greatest slut, in the world’s history No perverted impulse she ever denied (chorus) After a decade, of marital mockery The empress plotted to kill her husband Devious scheming, with her lovers’ aid But the risks she took were too great Her conspiracy foiled, by Claudius’ men Yet her lustful legacy, lives to this day Just thirty years old she was executed For this saint of evil black prayers we say (chorus)
A disembodied soul, woman of the fairy mound Death is always near, when her wail does sound Death is at your door Clad in green and grey, with long streaming hair Her eyes a fiery red, all mortals she may scare Death is at your door Wail of the banshee Appearing near a river, a death she will presage Hear the terrible wail, a cry of piteous rage Death is at your door When many weep together, tragedy is at hand A veil of darkness falls, grief all over the land Death is at your door Wail of the banshee
In ancient times was born the Duncan Among the Druids, the Hunter’s son Sacred to this tribe, a mighty warrior Every single battle he fought he won The greatest chief his clan ever knew All over the Highlands he was revered Divine blood flowed through his veins By all his foes his blade was feared Then the christians came The Duncan’s clan fought the christians With fire and steel for many years But too many christian soldiers came The Highlands soon were drowned in tears Swords shine in the highlands The blood of christians flows Swords shine in the highlands Yet the one god lie still grows Statues of the gods now desecrated Druids slain and holy trees cut down The Duncan grew old a miserable fugitive Robbed by the enemy of his crown His sword was broken by christian might The old Duncan died stripped of all worth To Hell his evil wicked soul descended But the Master sent him back to Earth Reborn the Duncan the son of a whore Fathered by the ancient god of the spear Still remembering his mortal life past A child he already inspired terror and fear Growing up in the dark Highland woods An outcast by birth yet a king by blood Already a killer and rapist in his teens Pledged his life to the most unholy god Swords shine in the highlands The Duncan lives another time Swords shine in the highlands Oh! Hear his wicked rhyme Again he became the fiercest of warriors Guided by the Master in his war god guise Swords flock to the mighty Duncan reborn All youngsters dissatisfied with christian lies The Duncan clan returned to ways of yore His blade forged anew amidst pagan cries Shining swords march against the Christ Doom of the church fills the Highland skies Then the christians died The Duncan leads his clan into battle Fighting for the glory of the ways of old Beheading priests with his Lochaber-axe Finally crushing the foreign faith’s hold Swords shine in the highlands The Duncan rides once more Swords shine in the highlands For the glory of the gods of yore Many a loch reddened by christian blood No mercy for the Nazarene’s slaves Slaying and killing, raping and pillaging Piles of christians rot in mass graves Churches are burnt all over the land Victory is achieved the triumph of hate Total destruction for the Master’s glory The Duncan has finally fulfilled his fate Centuries the Duncan ruled his lands His rightful rule restored once and for all All memories of the cursed creed erased The king had truly heeded the Master’s call Swords shine in the highlands Fulfilled is the Duncan’s fate Swords shine in the highlands For the glory of lust and hate
Aleidis 2007 03:01
I came to the old house in the dark night I felt only a dark sensation, but no fright The strange old man's words ran through my mind In this unholy place, what would I find? I entered the mansion, thinking I was alone I saw a strange, ancient gravestone Suddenly a woman's voice whispered my name Or was the old man playing a silly game? Aleidis came to me unimaginably beautiful Dressed in white, while the moon was full Suddenly I felt overcome by an unholy desire But was she just young or an ages old vampire? Maybe she was just a portrait, or a figment of my sick mind But whatever the truth, she was the best wife I'd ever find I loved her in a way I had never even known But would the blood my love needed soon be my own? She used to kill animals and suck their blood She belonged to Satan, her soul lost by God One day at last, she made my neck her unholy teeth feel Now we are joined for eternity, but is this all real?
Oude toortsen zijn opnieuw ontstoken Onze ketenen voor altijd gebroken Niet langer door valse moraal geknecht Halen wij met vuur en staal ons recht (chorus) Bloed vloeit in de sneeuw Hoort 't gebrul van Neêrlands leeuw Ziet de laffe verraders beven Beter vrij te sterven dan geknecht te leven De slavenkoning en diens volgelingen Zullen wij verslaan met magische ringen Tot Wodan bidden wij andermaal Onze zielen en zwaarden hard als staal (chorus) Door mist en regen, wind en kou Rijden wij trots, gelaten zo grauw Grimmig en o zo vastberaden Ditmaal kennen wij geen genade Donar zal ons weer beschermen Onze vijanden zullen kermen Onze zwaarden rood van bloed en roest Nu gebeurt wat gebeuren moest (chorus) Het rijk van Jehovah is gevallen Ziet de lijken van zijn vazallen Gezuiverd is nu onze geboortegrond Ziet de nieuwe heidense morgenstond (chorus)


released November 1, 2007


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